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'Therefore, says Cousin Feenix, 'I congratulate the family of which I am a member, on the acquisition of my friend Dombey.
At the ceremony Cousin Feenix is depressed, observing, that these are the occasions to make a man think, in point of fact, that he is getting shaky; and his eyes are really moistened, when it is over.
'Are you not coming, Walter? 'No, I will remain here. Don't tremble there is nothing to fear, dearest Florence. 'I know that, Walter, with you so near. I am sure of that, but The door was softly opened, without any knock, and Cousin Feenix led her out of the summer evening air into the close dull house.
'Upon my honour, Dombey, I don't think we could do better, says Cousin Feenix. 'It's on the spot, you see, and a very cheerful place. 'And when, hints Mr Dombey, 'would it be convenient? 'I shall make a point, says Cousin Feenix, 'of pledging myself for any day you think best. 'Would Monday do for leaving town? says Mr Dombey. 'Monday would suit me to perfection, replies Cousin Feenix.
But if one may attempt a classification among fools, Sir Leicester Dedlock is a stupid fool, while Cousin Feenix is a silly fool which is much better. The difference is that the silly fool has a folly which is always on the borderland of wit, and even of wisdom; his wandering wits come often upon undiscovered truths.
And she told much of her history to the sentimental Colonel, who was conceiving for her a sincere friendship and camaraderie. They opened up other veins of memory, talked of Lady Feenix, of the musical parties at the Parrys, of Emily Daymond's playing, of this, that and the other hostess, of such-and-such an actress or singer. The Colonel of course was often absent all day on military duties.
Cousin Feenix is then presented with his meed of acknowledgment by the husband of his lovely and accomplished relative, and Cousin Feenix and Major Bagstock retire, leaving that husband to the world again, and to ponder at leisure on their representation of its state of mind concerning his affairs, and on its just and reasonable expectations.
The Major and Mr Carker are so much delighted by this fragment of personal history, that Cousin Feenix laughs, and addressing them individually, goes on to say: 'And in point of fact, when I was devilish ill still, you know, I feel that a duty devolves upon me. And when a duty devolves upon an Englishman, he is bound to get out of it, in my opinion, in the best way he can.
'Present, repeats Cousin Feenix, feeling that it is a neat point which will bear repetition, 'with one who that is to say, with a man, at whom the finger of scorn can never in fact, with my honourable friend Dombey, if he will allow me to call him so.
says the Major, resuming his discourse with great energy. 'I beg your pardon, interposes Cousin Feenix. 'Allow me another word. I trust my friend Dombey will give me credit for the intentions by which I am animated in this very melancholy affair, and a in point of fact, I am not aware that I need trouble my friend Dombey with any further observations.
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